” ***** Face ”
Supposedly my face is the cause
Left over angry! Written on my face
*****, ***** resting on my face
They say my eyes glare out of their sockets …
with angyry eyes and dead pan ***** written on my face
And honestly this makes no sense
Are you mad?
Are you sad?
Are you okay?
Left over angyry written on my face
Look, I’m sorry if you’re offeneded.
Because the way my face naturally bends!
Please understand that I don’t mean
the expression, my resting ***** face
puts on for me,I went to bed upset
Wishing that I could just forget
My head just spun
As I lie in frustration
The tears kept coming
While I kept wishing
I could fall fast asleep
Yet I kept replaying the words that were said
As they consume my head
And then
I look in the mirror and seen that resting ***** written
On my face

“ My loneliness is my Poverty.! ”
Lonely are the days.
Lonely is the seasons.
Lonely are the years.
Lonely I am, in so many ways.…
So very lonely, it brings me to tears.
Lonely is my judge.
Lonely is my court room.
Lonely is my sentence.
I am Loneliness.
I am lost, hope I find myself.
My loneliness is my poverty, and curse.
People think being alone makes you lonely, but that’s not true.
“Surrounded by the wrong person, is the loneliest place in the world.”

“Family Drive”

you should of gone that way

Have you ever had one of those days

you won’t need a navigational system nor a GPS

just trust in your family , Family knows Best

No No Not that left

One wants you to go in one direction

and the other wants you to go in another.

Confused? You can get that way

No No Not that left

And now I gunna ignore them all

In fact, that is exactly what I had to do

No No Not that left

you should of gone that way

you won’t need a navigational system nor a GPS

just trust in your family , Family knows Best

By:Oscar Harding

“Pain in a Bottle”
I take the pain and lock it up and throw away the key.
Your words were my razor, your touch was my drug.
Why did you leave me here all alone?
Your looks were alcohol , your love was my blood. …
My pain so deep inside of me, that I can’t reverse.
Your eyes kept me going when I had nothing ……….
this you did not care to know…
If I take this pain out of the bottle, for you to see
all that will be there is the shell off the old me….

“Nightmares with my eyes open wide”
I am smiling.
Wish you could see me cry.
If only you could have seen that dead limp body in my arms!
If only your ears coul…d hear that cry.
My ears cry.
My eyes cry.
My heart cried.
My soul dying.
I killed purity.
I killed innocents.
Mummy loved me.
Daddy loved me.
And I was killed just the same!
Others could see what needed to be done.
No one wanted to ****! A dying soul!
A soul in pain.
A soul pleading with eyes that pierced to the bone.
I pretended to be blind as not to see, the pieces of what once was?
I pretended to be deaf as not wanting to here the cry’s of death!
No matter how I try.
No matter how hard I smile.
No matter how hard I laugh!
The sadness, the sadness.
Darkness still grows inside!

By Oscar Harding

“ Blood Stained Hands “
I cried for the truth and all I got was rain.
Sky so dark and heavy, blood stained rain.
I want peace, and I want love.
I want to break free.…
How much love did it take.
How much hate did it take.
I felt my heart break from my mind with the shake.
I cried for the truth.
Blood Stained Heart and Hands.

“ I’ve Learnt about Sadness ”
I believe that if you haven't learnt about sadness……
You cannot will not, appreciate happiness.
The loneliness of the darkness in my soul,  anger, rage, fear, hate.
The deep, deep  abyss off sorrow ,darkness.
My soul wallows and finds comfort in this pit called loneliness.
Bad things do happen!!!!!!!!!
Bad things can happen !!!
Bad things will happen!!!!
How I respond to them defines my character and the quality of my life.
I choose to rise from the pain.
I have the strength !!
Will I once again, treasure the most precious gift I have?????
“life itself”